Show so disappointing reginald loved ills his wife tenderly and devotedly but he had to acknowledge in tile the inmost recesses of his heart that the hand that wielded the powder puff lost its art in the pudding basin what pudding would you like tonight love she cooed coded at breakfast time oh anything 1 lie he whispered desperately pera tely anything she reiterated in a pained tone 1 well you know old girl anything light only dont tire yourself out you shall have your favorite custard dear she promised toward seven reginald returned but the sound of weeping and gnashing of teeth greeted his trained ear whatever is it my dear girl he ha implored as lie he rushed into the kitchen hitchen 0 o o oli oh she sniveled on hla his waistcoat ive been making you custards bustards cus tards all the afternoon and and what pet they rhey all t t turned out sponge cake st louis post dispatch |